#hidden hands au

[north-noire]

My William Afton but he's drawn in an UPA-animation cartoon style instead ft. Henry. Just felt like trying something different here.

[pillowspace]

Fanart of Marionette and Charlie from @north-noire's Hidden Hands AU!

Time lapse:

[thepurplebacon]

My hand hurt but I was bored so I decided to draw

Hidden hands Charlie by @north-noire

Graveleaper by @skeletoninthemelonland

[koerinz]

Ch3 of Hidden Hands, by @north-noire

[404-mind-not-found]

Never what, William?

Here it is, a comic page dedicated to chapter 2 of the Hidden Hands AU by @north-noire! I had a lot of fun with this but it definitely took me way too long to complete ^^''

[alphazed]

Too litlle too late...

Fanart for @north-noire Hidden Hands au!! I've been following them closely and i love their fnaf au work. The two chapters of fanfiction is amazing so far sjjwhzjshqkq

I just very very recently got a drawing tablet so this was kinda testing it out, i wanted to see what i could do with it. Hence the sketchy-ness of it. But it still came out pretty good!!!!

[kingkyle5]

Second one this time! This time it's the hidden hands AU made by @north-noire

Anyhow here's the story!

300 years ago a war broke out on the planet Cybertron, a war between two factions: the Autobots and Decepticons. Eventually the leader of the Decepticons, Megatron, was killed by Welder Prime in combat on Caminus. Leaving his distraught young heir, Megaempress, to take over the faction. She plated her armor in gold, converted certain Autobots into Decepticons, and soon took the war to the colony world of Caminus after discovering an autobot resistance group left there. It was also the home of Cobalt, a young bot with aspirations of becoming a sound system engineer like her caretaker Hertz. She also had the ability to heal the sick and injured at a massive energy cost to her. Her dreams would be put on a near permanent hold after she was fatally injured by the autobot Crosshairs who assumed her to be a Decepticon during an attack on the resistance base. Hertz wasn’t content on letting her go yet. What her and noone else knew was that Hertz struck a deal with Welder and began to create a weapon that could possibly end the war on Cybertron. Using the weapon he forged, some energon, along side extra parts from the various sound systems he created he saved her spark. Placing her into a deep stasis, going out to fight to defend her, seemingly never to be seen again.

Eventually after several years she was found by a group of seekers while they were scouting the area. Their commander, Starscream, opened the pod only to be hit with a wave of green energy causing him to fall to the ground. He raised his weapons ready to fire upon her as she stepped out of the pod. However, as he got a better look at her he lowered his weapons. “We’ve found it! That old man’s weapon! Take it alive!” But before they could get her a car smashed throught the wall. The car beganto change shape as it was shot at by the winged adversaries. As It finished transforming it responded by firing of several rapidfire rounds of his own from an arm canon he turned his hand into. After the seekers were forced to retreat she was grabbed by the Autobot. “Let me go! Who even are you!?” She yelled while trying to attack the mostly purple bot as they ran out of the building and down the street to a large portal. He dropped her down in front of the portal and began activating it. She looked at him, the thing that stuck out to her the most was his red helmet. “You still haven’t told me who you are!” She grunted. Just as the portal activated he grabbed her again. “You know what… fine!” He yelled as they both stepped through the portal. “My name is Sideswipe, and you are a powerful weapon capable of reviving the dead!” He explained as they entered a base full of soldiers and some younger bots like her. Waiting for a ship on a loading dock with luggage in their hands. A large purple Cybertronian with blue eyes like Sideswipe’s, stepped up to her as she was placed down in front of him. He toured her around the base and gave further explanation as to what and who she is. Also explaining that he lost two Autobots under his tutelage, Sunstreaker and Elita-1. Cobalt then asked him about Hertz, Welder responded with a shrug, speculating that he was captured by the Decepticons. He also told her not to look further as they had found a safe relatively unknown colony planet to hide her on so that neither Autobot nor Decepticons could use her power for their own benefit. However, she wasn’t content with letting her father go. So a day later she went out and explored the Cybertronian wasteland healing injured Cybertronians she found along the way. All the while she couldn’t shake the feeling that her Caretaker was getting closer. Eventually she stopped at a large castle. It’s gold plating being faded and chipped and seekers dotting the outside, so she crawled through an open vent shaft ending up in a large room with a big platform in the center. 

On the platform was a larger version of a sound system that she had always wanted to build herself. Cobalt was cautious but her intrigue got the best of her and she stepped closer to it. Getting closer and closer, stopping only when it began to shake. She got the feeling inside of her spark again, a feeling she couldn’t brush away anymore. Whatever this thing was, it was calling out to her for help. And then… it began to change shape, legs and arms forming from the sides, and at the end of the process a head came out of the newly formed torso. Its face was covered by a red visor and a triangular mouthplate. (Rest of the story in the reblogs)

[therednova]

I saw the drawing you made between TSE Charlie and north noire's Charlie and I love it.

But it also made me wonder what TSE Charlie would look like as a transformer..

Maybe a motorcycle like Arcee?

Firstly, omg my first ask

Secondly, yeah I can totally see that. She'd pull out every excuse to recreate the Akira slide lmao

[kay-claire]

I finally finished this! I actually started this drawing n June last year, abandoned it, and then decided to try and finish it again this month before season 2 comes out.

AU where Izzy is a sculptor

[north-noire]

perhaps catching up a bit wouldn't hurt?

[koerinz]

“Her green eyes pierced through him like a bullet…. No, she can’t be here--” Chapter 1 ; Penitence : Hidden Hands by @north-noire

[404-mind-not-found]

Gonna draw one of my favourite parts from Hidden Hands chapter 2 tomorrow

[memes-in-a-half-shell]

*vomits this sketch*

I just had this in mind all day and I needed to draw it quickly

disclaimer: I do not condone smoking. It's bad for you, children.

[justabeewithapen]

It’d be cute if it (the trench coat/pipes/books) was a gift from one of the others, maybe from TLQ? Or he just got curious seeing someone read a book and since he seemed interested they let him *shrug*

Answering this now but rest assured I WILL be adding art as soon as I physically can with my schoolwork. Firstly,,,, TLQ absolutely would, even cuter would be the fact that Hero probably helps. He is actually quite good at Sewing, though it doesn’t come up very often. The books and the pipe were mostly jokes but you give me the dumbest cutest idea to justify it.

The Narrator and Princess stole their names from a fairytale then found on a moon, whereas The Long Quiet was a nickname Princess lovingly gave him because of his partial muteness. Despite this Narrator and Contrarian were the only ones in their friend group who are properly literate, but both have impaired vision because they’re masks. Hero, on the other hand, is fully literate and actually a reader! So maybe Skeptic is listening in on a “story time” where Hero reads to the group and becomes fascinated by “this man who knows all the answers” (Sherlock Holmes) and then like awkwardly requests to learn more which leads to the gifts,,, like, that is really cute. Idk if I am misinterpreting Skeptic a little since it has been a minute since I read his route, but it’s definitely a thought I am enjoying.

[givemaycoffee]

I am curious about the ST fic but I'm gonna slap my face into attention and focus instead on what catches my eye the most (and in no way is my guess of your super top secret smutty fic): Please tell me about Pre-Bond and how your Howl's Moving Castle AU is going!

WIP Game

Pre-Bond

The idea here was a play on the idea of mating bonds, but combine omegaverse bonds with some ideas stolen from Vulcan mating bonds - namely, the titular pre-bond. Omegaverse bonds typically happen on the neck, but I was thinking a pre-bond could happen via the scent glands on the wrist.

You know the scene at the end of The Taste of You where Percy does not bite Vex? This fic was What if he did bite her but wisely created a pre-bond (which can be dissolved) rather than a full bond? So they can both reevaluate when they aren't in heat/rut. But then shit goes sideways a bit because of essentially soulmate stuff (true mates are a whole omegaverse thing also and it’s literally just soulmates). Here’s a tiiiny snippet:

She found the skin of his wrist and bit down. It was exquisite. It was all of him, his scent on her tongue and his very being rushing into her own.

Howl’s Moving Castle AU

As for HMC AU… 🥲 it’s completely still stalled. But I don’t think I’ve ever shared a snippet with you??? Apologies if I’m just forgetting, but here’s their first meeting:

She was reaching for the knife when a finely gloved hand landed on her shoulder from behind. “There you are darling, I was looking for you.” She startled at the smooth voice, looking up at the stranger who had somehow managed to sneak up on all of them. Clear blue eyes behind gold rimmed glasses met her gaze, and he smiled fondly at her. She felt a warm rush of familiarity. Except - no. She had never met this man in her life. And she would remember him if she had. 

He was far too richly dressed for anyone in her circles - ornately patterned silk waistcoat and carefully knotted cravat and shining gold buttons. His nose was handsomely hooked under dark eyebrows, and he had the pale skin of a northerner. Most striking though were his shock of white hair and his midnight colored coat that seemed to glimmer with starlight as he shifted his arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side. He was oddly hot to the touch and looked much too young for that hair. He leaned in as he pulled her closer, and quickly murmured in her ear, “My lady, please play along. I admit, I have been itching to ruin these men’s days for ages, and catching them in such a compromising situation gives me the perfect excuse.” She had been about to shove him off, nobility as he surely must be or not, but stopped short at that. She did not need to be rescued, but also could understand the scope of the situation well enough  - no one would believe her story were she to report this herself. “Mr. Dassur and Mr. Shede, I believe?” the white haired man turned back to the two guards, who were suddenly standing straight-backed and looking rather pale. “I believe Captain Howarth will want to hear what transpired here.” With a wave of his hand, a curl of black smoke seemed to swirl around the two guards for a moment, and then they relaxed slightly, eyes glassy.  “You will tell him, in detail, what happened, won’t you?” “Yes,” they said in unison.  Vex’s heart rate picked up. Out of the frying pot and into the fire. Gods damnit. This man was far more dangerous than the guards. “Excellent. Please, be on your way. Tell him I send my regards.” They nodded, turned, and marched off, still in unsettling unison. Vex was trying to determine her best avenue of escape when she felt him pull away quickly. She looked up to find him blushing, of all things, and he executed a rather flustered bow. “Excuse my forwardness, my lady. It was completely inappropriate,” he straightened to his full, rather tall height, fixing his cloak - and it must be magical with the way she swore she just saw a little shooting star near the bottom, “but I could not let them continue getting away with such harassment. There had been prior reports, but nothing concrete enough to actually land them in trouble.”  He wrung his hands for a moment, staring off, then jerked his head back toward her.  “Are you alright?” “Ah - uhm.” She paused. Took in the concerned look in his wide, blue eyes and the polite amount of space he had created between them. “As well as I can be, I suppose.”

[johnskleats]

WAIT.

zutara phantom of the opera AU